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fake easter.

We had our fake Easter yesterday. For various logistical reasons, my family had to delay it for a week. Although, if I really think about it, it’s fake Easter for me even if we celebrate it on the real day … Continue reading

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dear diary | h – hannah #atozchallenge

Dear Diary, I can’t stand being around Hannah any more. I just can’t. When I met her and Jules freshman year, she was different. Or maybe she wasn’t and I just hadn’t seen the real Hannah yet… She has always … Continue reading

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dear diary | g – girls’ night #atozchallenge

Dear Diary, The Saturday morning after girls’ night is never good. It’s after eleven o’clock and I haven’t even gotten out of bed yet. My head feels like it’s been in a blender. Oh… the damn blender. I’ve got to … Continue reading

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song of the day. #56 #music

My meltdown is not complete. What I mean is… I don’t know when it started and I’m not so sure it’ll ever be over. But what I know is that some incredible people have given me friendship, love and understanding… … Continue reading

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dear diary | f – fail #atozchallenge

Dear Diary, I really need to get a grip or I’m going to fail Chemistry. I try so hard to pay attention. I really do. But Ethan is right next to me. And he’s all tall and funny and, my … Continue reading

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me x 1000.

This is my 1000th post. I just wanted to acknowledge it. Even though I’m kind of wasting it on a nothing post. There have been posts of all kinds. Ups and downs. Good posts and terrible ones. Popular and unpopular. … Continue reading

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dear diary | e – ethan #atozchallenge

Dear Diary, His name is Ethan. I should probably stop calling him Mr. Hottie. If I don’t, I might slip and call him that to his face. That would be humiliating. I’m fucking twenty years old… I’m not a child … Continue reading

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meltdown.

[Warning: This is dark. Really dark. And really bitchy. And maybe even scary. And just generally bad. My deepest apologies in advance.] × Sometimes it’s better not to talk about it. And by ‘it‘ I mean everything in my life. … Continue reading

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